Tang San pushed open the door, and Blue Silver Grass spread along the ground toward the edge of the camp.
Three severed strands of Blue Silver Grass lay in different directions. Their cuts were clean, with no lingering Soul Power.
Xiao Wu rushed out after him, draped in an outer robe.
"Third Brother, what happened?"
"Someone tampered with the Blue Silver Grass I left outside the camp."
Tang San crouched down to inspect the soil.
"They never came close. They only cut three strands before leaving."
Dai Mubai and Flender also hurried out from inside.
Flender swept his gaze around.
"Could patrol knights have stepped on them?"
"The knights did not pass through those three locations tonight."
Tang San pinched up a scrap of grass from one of the cuts.
"The person who did this was warning me. He knows where the Blue Silver Grass is distributed."
"Spirit Hall?"
Xiao Wu immediately thought of Salas.
Tang San rose to his feet without answering directly.
Since Salas disappeared, the Spirit Temple had made no further moves.
The longer that silence lasted, the more it showed that they had not given up.
"Once we depart tomorrow, no one is to leave the convoy."
Flender nodded.
"I'll notify Zhao Wuji. We'll take turns keeping watch tonight."
Yu Xiaogang sat in his wheelchair as Ma Hongjun pushed him to the doorway.
"Spirit City is Spirit Hall's territory. If they want to act, they needn't wait until we enter the city."
Tang San turned to look at him.
"Teacher, do you think the road will be dangerous?"
"The finalist teams are escorted by the Royal Knights. Ordinary Soul Masters cannot get close."
Yu Xiaogang opened the map of the route.
"But for Spirit Hall, the knights cannot stop truly powerful opponents."
Flender looked at several